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bakubunny · 2 months

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suguru loves how shy you get when you grind on his cock. it amuses him, how you transform from wanting him so badly that you climb onto his lap and pull him in by the face, all coy smiles and wandering hands, to shuddering and whining, covered in goosebumps, face so warm you can’t meet his gaze once he’s finally inside you.

he’s deep in your cunt. every little movement sends sparks through your body. you’re so full, stretched out perfectly on the cock so big you swore you’d never be able to take it. your swollen clit grazes his pubic bone the harder you dig in with each roll, every swirl of your hips being caressed by his large hands. you whine and shiver, hips slowing when it feels too good. it’s almost too much. you hide in his shoulder. the smooth lilt of his laughter might feel teasing if you could think straight enough to find it as such.

“what is it, pretty girl? too much to handle on your own?” suguru says. he rubs your back as you cling to him.

“n-no,” you reply weakly. “jus’ feels good.”

arms still wrapped around his neck, you slowly begin to rock your hips again. your mouth drops open into a moan, his name falling from your lips in ecstasy. suguru gently grips a fistful of hair at the base of your neck and pulls just enough to make you whine, head falling back into his touch as he throbs inside you.

“sit back,” he said. “i want to see you when you ride me.” he tugged a little harder at your scalp, forcing you to pull back before he let go.

you hid the way your eyes rolled from the change in angle behind your hands, somehow pushing his length even deeper into the sensitive spot that had you mewling.

“but s-suguru….”

suguru grinned. his hands dropped down and gripped your hips again. he was feeling impatient; he wanted to fuck you stupid on his cock just like this, to hear your sudden cries of need. instead, he guided your hips to start again with strong hands, pushing you down onto his length. the sticky sound of your cunt drooling where you two were connected only made your cheeks hotter still when you muffled a moan. a low groan filled his chest when you clenched hard around his cock.

“you’re so cute when you’re shy.” he plucked your hands from your face.

immediately he noticed the hint of fear when your eyes wouldn’t meet his. he grasped your face in one hand, the other still guiding your eager hips.

“sugu…” you protested. the tension in your belly was ready to snap as he stared you down.

“what’s wrong?” he asked softly, the sympathy in his voice almost feigned. “are you close, my love?”

you nodded and gasped as another wave of overwhelming pleasure washed down your body.

“i can’t, ‘s too b-big, i can’t cum.” tears pricked your eyes.

he grinned. “shh… it’s alright. you can do it, i’m right here. i got you. c’mon baby, cum for me. let it happen.”

suguru watched with a moan and a playful gaze as your eyes rolled back and you fell apart on his lap, shuddering and groaning so sweetly while your legs shook. his grip on your face forced you to look him in the eye as each wash of pleasure hit your body.

“that’s it,” he cooed. “that’s my girl.”

you had barely come down from your orgasm when his hand dropped to your ass and his hips pushed up into yours, setting the hard pace he’d been craving. your face contorted with pleasure as you cried out and clung to him for more.

“suguru! fuck!”

his smile only grew. it seemed as though he’d get to fuck you stupid after all.

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ad-astra-de-luna · 11 months

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i want to make a podcast. i want to write a book. i want to make a webcomic. i want to create a meaningful story with characters people will fall in love with just as i have. i want i want i want

#shh kat #feeling very 'jack of all trades. master of none' about my creative skills rn #cuz i have so many ideas and they're all vying to be the one i finish and sink enough time into it so thats its good enough to present #but my skills just aren't good enough and it feels like they never will be

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bkgml · 9 months

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9:06pm

kats 💕: you’re not even ready for the movies i have planned

9:15pm

kats 💕: why are you so late

kats 💕: did you put your socks on backwards or smthn

9:43pm

kats 💕: yn what the hell?

10:01pm

kats 💕: baby what’s wrong?

kats 💕: you’re fucking stressing me out.

10:08pm

kats 💕: yn please

katsuki sits on the edge of his bed, leg bouncing.

where are you?

feeling fed up with this waiting game, he stands abruptly and throws open his door.

stomping to your dorm he yanks it open to find it empty… that’s weird.

he figures you could be training and lost track of time so he heads to the training rooms.

no sign of you, but he does spot kirishima.

“have you seen yn?” he asks impatiently.

kirishima turns to him confused.

“um no? maybe ask mina i saw her in the common room before coming out here.” he replies before returning to his punching bag.

katsuki huffs heading towards the exit with a frown on his face.

he checks the first floor common room and doesn’t see mina.

sighing he thinks he should check her floor… if only he remembered what floor she was on.

so he sighs and goes up floor by floor looking for her.

finally, he sees her pink curls shake while she laughs on the common room couch with sero, kaminari and momo laughing along with her.

“hey.” he says, walking towards them with a scowl on his face.

“hey bakugou!” sero calls from his spot on the couch.

“you seen yn?” he asks the group, ignoring sero.

“why don’t you come over here and find out?” mina asks and his head tilts in confusion.

“just come here!” she groans and he huffs but come closer to the couch anyway.

groaning when he sees you, cuddled up in a ball asleep with soft breaths spilling from your lips.

“fucking hell yn.” he mutters to himself.

“she’s been asleep for hours.” mina says, laughing.

“you fucks couldn’t have put a damn blanket on her? she looks freezing.” he says sighing in annoyance.

walking around the couch he sighs before gently picking you up and ensuring you’re comfortable before making his way back to the elevators.

“bye yn!!” mina calls.

you stir in katsuki’s hold, eyes peeking open and seeing your boyfriend.

“hey kats.” you mumble, stretching.

“what time is it?”

“like 10:30.” he says, trying not to sound annoyed.

“what? did i miss our movie date?” you ask sounding sad.

all his anger fades away at your words.

“yeah, you did baby. it’s okay.” he soothes.

“it’s not okay kats!” you whine, eyes fighting to stay open.

“we can still watch what you planned out. we have to!” you say frowning, nuzzling your face in his chest.

“it’s late sweets. a sleeping date is just as good.”

the two of you argue back and fourth during the elevator ride and the walk back to his dorm.

“i want to watch the movie kats.” you frown, trying to rub the sleep out of your eyes.

“shh, i know.” he says, laying you down in his bed and kissing your forehead.

he goes to brush his teeth and when he comes back to the room he sees you sitting up in his beds, covers tossed aside and a determined look taking over your sleepy features.

you pat the spot next to you and he sits.

you press the power button on the remote and see the movie he was gonna put on for you.

you feel his arms snake around your stomach and try to pull you to his chest. you wriggle out of his arms because you know you’ll be out like a light if you’re in his arms.

he laughs, knowing your tactic.

“thought you weren’t tired.” he teases.

you whip your head to look at him.

“i’m not.” you defend. he laughs, shaking his head.

“let me hold you then. you shouldn’t fall asleep… unless you’re tired.” he says, arms grabbing at you again.

“fine.” you huff, cuddling into him.

his hands brush the hair that falls over your forehead back, kissing your exposed head, then allowing your hair to fall back into place. he continues repeating this pattern and you look up at him through your eyelashes.

“you overdid it during training today, hm?” he murmurs with his lips against your head.

you shake your head.

“i’m not tired.” you repeat.

he laughs, brushing your hair back again.

“yeah yeah. i know. doesn’t mean you didn’t go too hard today.” he whispers.

the repetitive movement of his hand moving through your hair made your eyes droop and you inched closer to his chest so he wouldn’t notice.

obviously, he noticed.

“hey.” he whispers, placing a few pecks along the side of your face.

“hm?” you mumble sleepily.

he smiles down at you.

“you might not be tired, but i fuckin am.” he lies.

“how about we turn the movie off and get some sleep, okay?”

you look up at him and he shoves his face in your neck, practically tackling you and wrapping his arms around you.

you giggle softly.

“turn off the damn tv.” he grumbles, now feeling seriously tired.

you reach around him, grabbing the remote and switching the tv off.

you press a soft kiss to his face before laying your head on the pillow and yawning.

“hey katsuki?” you whisper.

“mmmmwhat.”

you smile at his sleepiness, pressing open mouth kisses down the side of his face.

“i might’ve lied when i said i wasn’t tired.” you say as quietly as you possibly can.

he peeks one eye open at you.

“you don’t say.”

#bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x you #bakugou x yn #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader

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h0t-p1nk-ch33tah-pr1nt · 4 days

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Another horse.

#kat text #technically a yak/horse #but shh #dont let her weird family tree deter you.#wip #doodle

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explosionkatsu · 1 year

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“Age doesn’t matter” 5

Dad!Bakugou x F!Babysitter!Teacher!Reader

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Hearing what Kazui said made her completely stop. Mama? Why would he think that? Was it because she takes care of him like her own child?

“K-Kazuki. I don't think that's something possible.” Ms. Y/n said washing her hands before she approach the now pouting Kazui.

“Why not?” Kazui said, now tearing up. “My classmates have a mama. Why I don't have one? Why can't I have one?” he was now sobbing.

Seeing his tears pour breaks her heart. Ms. Y/n dreamt of having her own child, but because of how life can be challenging, how she can't afford to buy her own house or a decent permanent job, she set her dream aside and focus on trying to make it at least to the cruel world.

But nothing is crueler to a child not having a mother wanting to have one.

“Shh.” Ms. Y/n carried and embrace Kazui who was sobbing in her arms. “I’m sorry, Kazui.”

Then it suddenly went quiet. Ms. Y/n was still holding Kazui in her arms.

“Kazui?” Ms. Y/n called out, but get no response. When she slowly made her way to a mirror, she saw him fast asleep. She looked at him for a moment, sad that she couldn’t do anything for Kazui. It took a while for her to bring him up to her bedroom and tucked him in, caressing his cheek that was stained from his tears.

Ms. Y/n then left her bedroom. She decided to keep the door open in case she heard him wake up. She strides down the stair and went back to the kitchen where she left some of the burger steaks she molded. As soon as she washed her hands again to proceed, she saw her phone lit up causing her to look at it. When she saw the unknown number, she slightly frowns. But when she clicked on the message, she blinked in surprise.

It was Mr. Bakugou.

Once Katsuki settled in his car, he placed a bag beside him. A thank-you gift for Kazui’s teacher.

Giving anyone a gift isn't his thing, but Ms. Y/n's kind gesture made him want to. This is the least he could do to show her he appreciates what she does.

And so, Katsuki turned on the engine when he received the address he needed and drove his way to the said address. seeing he was nearing the address, he noticed it was close to the school. After just a few minutes of walking, for sure they'd reach it.

He remembered Ms. Y/n telling him there was a near convenience store and taking a right turn. As soon as he turned right, he immediately saw her apartment and slowed down. Once closed, he pulled up but didn't leave his car.

Katsuki is nervous. He didn't know how to approach her. His palms are sweating, and so was his forehead, and believe it or not? This was pissing him off. So with all the courage he has. Wait? Why does he need courage for this? He's just going to pick Kazui and hand his gift to her.

That’s fucking it.

Katsuki groan, starting to get frustrated. Without thinking, he grab the bag beside him and exited his car, slamming the door shut behind him.

Ms. Y/n heard this, making her jump and slightly spilling the hamburger steak sauce. “What was that..” She mumbled to herself and wiped her sauce-filled hand.

She made her way to her apartment door even though she knows it was a bad idea. But curiosity got in her and grab the doorknob, twisted it, and pulled the door open. She comes face-to-face with Mr. Bakugou who has his hand raised, about to knock.

“U-uh. Good evening! Mr. Bakugou!” She slightly stuttered. “Please come in!”

Seeing him in an awkward position made katsuki's face turn slightly pink, all the way to his ears. “Ahem. Thanks.” He said in a quiet voice.

Ms. Y/n closed the door behind her as soon as Katsuki get in. “I'm sorry about the mess. I have a lot of papers to work on.” She said sweating dropped when she saw him eye the papers stacked on her coffee table. “Please have a seat.” She added as she collect all the papers and headed to her bedroom.

When she came back, she made her way to the kitchen switched the fire off on her stove, and saw Katsuki sitting on the sofa. “Make yourself at home.” She smiled. “You might be looking for Kazui, he’s currently sleeping in my bedroom.”

Ms. Y/n opened one of the kitchen cabinets and grab two glasses. She then grabs a drink and pours the content into the glass.

Katsuki was quiet even though he can hear her talking . He was checking her apartment which was neat, and organized, with no dust in sight. Except for the stack he saw earlier, which was now gone.

Her apartment was indeed small, like what Kazui said. But she made it look homey. Unlike his quiet home. Even though he has all those branded furniture and expensive stuff. Never in a while, had he felt his house homey. But he, sitting in someone’s home? Knowing that Y/n is living alone, single-

Wait, was she single?

Katsuki’s thoughts about her apartment suddenly vanish. I mean, was she by herself?

Getting inquisitive, he looks for a sign of another person living with her. A male person. But all he saw was what a single woman has.

How old was she again? 23? Right. She’s too young and still unraveling her future.

Well, age doesn’t matter to him.

What? The fuck was he thinking? Why would he think that?

Katsuki internally smacks himself in the face. He’s not looking for any relationship right now. After what happened. He’s too scared to try again.

“Here. Seems like you're deep in thought.”

Katsuki blinked being cut off and saw Ms. Y/n place a cup of tea in front of him.

“Thank you.” He said.

Why was he being quiet anyway?

“You’re welcome.” Ms. Y/n smiled at him. “I actually poured you an orange juice and was about to give it to you but it seems like you're stressed. So I made you some tea. I hope you don't mind camomile?” She giggled and went back to the kitchen.

“It’s fine,” Katsuki said. “Where’s Kazui?”

Ms. Y/n blinked. Didn't she say he’s asleep? Maybe Mr. Bakugou was too deep in thought that he wasn't listening to everything you said.

“He’s sleeping in my bedroom.” You chuckled making Katsuki look at you raising an eyebrow which made you panic and immediately apologize.

“Why're you apologizing?” Katsuki asked and gently gran the tea in front of him. The aroma made him relax.

“I was being rude.” Ms. Y/n smiled nervously.

She’s always smiling.

"You're not," Katsuki said and took a sip.

Ms. Y/n only smiled before going back to her kitchen and preparing the plates needed. "Have you had your dinner, Mr. Bakugou?" You asked.

As if on cue, Katsuki's stomach started making a sound making him blush and her, giggle.

"I'll take that as a no." You said. "I made Hamburger steak. Kazui requested it."

"Hah? I swear to god that spoiled ass brat." Katsuki said, this time, out loud.

"Would you want a plate, Mr-

"Just call me Bakugou. I hate this formality and such. It's fucking pissing me off." Katsuki said as he placed the teacup back on the coffee table.

This doesn't surprise you anymore. Why? Because there are times Y/n watches television in her free time and saw how Dynamight swears a lot. Even civilians got used to this.

"Alright, Bakugou." Ms. Y/n chuckled and just prepare another plate for him. "You can go wake Kazui so we can all eat. The more the merrier right?"

"Don't order me around." Katsuki tsked but follow otherwise.

He heard a low sorry when he walked past the kitchen and straight to her bedroom where he saw the door wide open. He was about to go straight inside but he stopped midway. He's trespassing on her privacy. But she was the one who gave him permission, plus, he's only waking Kazui up, so it doesn't matter. So he continued and went straight into her bedroom and saw a double-sized bed where he saw Kazui sleeping peacefully.

"Oi." Katsuki called but got no reponse. "Brat. Wake up. We're going to eat dinner."

Seeing his son won't wake up anytime soon, he picks him up and carries him in his arms. "Kazui, wake up. Ms. Y/n made us dinner. You spoiled brat."

Kazui lightly stirred in his father's arms before completely waking up, and rubbing his eyes. "Papa," he mumbled.

Katsuki only watched his son.

"Where's mama.." Kazui yawned and snuggled back into his arms.

Katsuki was frozen in his place. Shocked, confused, angry? He doesn't know what to feel when he once again heard his son looking for his mother.

"Why are you looking for her?" Katsuki asked, hoping he would get a response despite knowing how drowsy his son is.

"Mama Y/n.."

#bnha bakugo katsuki #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x y/n #bakugo katuski

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melancholymegumi · 5 months

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melody's short ramble !

cockwarming daddy izu with your mouth while he's on a call with kats <3 he put you on his favourite collar , his shoe grinding up and down against ur clit :(( he tells you to wait, and that his phone call would only last 30 minutes long , which was what he told you an hour ago!! of course it was a lie! but of course you kept believing him.. with his sweet condescending voice sayin “shh, puppy. I'm on the phone. don't want uncle kats to find out how slutty you are, hm?” before talking back on the phone. Tugging your leash when you ever consider using your teeth :((

@dcsiremc thoughts?

#mha smut #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha smut #izuku x reader #melody's short nonesense #izuku midoriya smut #izuku smut #deku smut #izuku x you #izuku x y/n

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lavelans · 10 days

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replaying hades 1 and how did i get to styx way faster than i remember doing so last time

#idk if it’s bc i’m playing on my tab (at work shh)#bc i had difficulty at first bc i’d always press the wrong button #but also i haven’t met thanatos yet in this playthrough 😔#shut up kat

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cupcakeslushie · 4 months

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Hey Slushie. I have some questions about your AU:

1. I am seriously confused on Donnie’s situation in the bad timeline.

like I know it was mentioned in one of your short stories when he and Mikey were having a quarrel and that red thing-a-ma-bob but it is still very unclear to me.

2. When Donnie meets mayday, how does he process the fact that his older self made a child of his own genes and what would timothies reaction be (both in the good timeline and the bad timeline [I know the bad timeline one is mentioned but like J want his initial reaction])

3. (related to the 2nd Q) did Timothy know about his idea of making a child before she was made. If he did, ot would show a really powerful trust that Donnie has for Timothy

4. in the good/bad timeline, what is Mayday’s reaction to draxum before and after she found out about what he did to her father.

5. How does Timothy help with Donnie’s hallucinations and since Mayday is his child, does she also have them, like about never saving her father or not being strong enough.

6. In canon, The mud dogs are the complete opposite of the mad dogs. So since everyone is a bit different, what will the mud dogs in your AU look like.

Yeah… these are a lot of questions and I hope it isn’t too much. Hope you can answer them and please, continue the great work!!!

1. So, it’s okay you’re confused. I’ve only given out a small amount of teasers for the direction that the future timeline is going. There’s been a bit more expansion on my patreon, but not much. The little bits I’ve dropped are more world building and filler, and less plot. So I don’t want to say too much. There hasn’t been any more expansion on that stone in particular. Just know, it’s Krang related, and we’ll see it again! I’m setting things up that we’ll see further down the line. Some stuff I’m okay with mapping every little bit out for ppl but there is some stuff I’d like to keep you guessing 😜!

2. This is one of those things I’m keeping shh🤫!

3. Timothy knew that Donnie was trying to come up with contingencies, but he thought the plans were more along the lines of like some kind of binder with all his passwords, or maybe a cool ass avatar that could still control the resistance tech in a worst case scenario (*subtle wink at Kat*) Timothy had no idea about Mayday or Donnie trying to create clones.

4. She’s heard a few sanitized stories, but Mayday of the bad timeline has never met Draxum (he was already dead). And in her traveling to the past, I don’t think she’ll meet him. Like canon, Draxum won’t be taking part in the movie plot—also I’m still not sure of Mayday’s post-movie future, so bad timeline Mayday might never even get the chance to meet her Grandfather at all.

But Baby Mayday in the good timeline, on the other hand, will grow up with Draxum around. She won’t be given all the details until she’s probably old enough to understand the complexity of the situation. She’ll be conflicted, but with Donnie being in a healthier place, and her getting a very watered down side of things, Mayday will find she can’t hate her Grandfather for long. Her uncles have all done stuff they’re not proud of, she can still love them, and so despite the things he’s done in the past she can still love Grandpa Draxum.

5. Timothy will sometimes ramble on about his favorite anime, comics, or video games, or he’ll just read a book while being present in the same room. He can walk Donnie through breathing or grounding exercises when things get really intense. Mayday doesn’t have Donnie’s hallucinations.

7. Sorry, to say. I like the Mud Dogs enough in the show, but they’d pretty much be the same.

#rottmnt #ask slushie

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mackenzielovee · 1 year

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parenthood blurb: new year's eve

a/n: happy new year, everyone!! i hope you guys all celebrate in a safe, happy, fun way! wishing you all so much love and happiness in the new year. i hope you enjoy this one. xoxo

warnings: swearing, mention of alcohol, kissing

ambivalence masterlist , parenthood masterlist

Rarely ever do you describe yourself as smug. However, standing at the threshold of your kitchen, pressed against the wall shamelessly as you listen to the conversation between Josie and two of her friends, you’d definitely say you’re feeling smug.

“That’s disgusting,” Josie groans, and you can hear her as she rummages through the refrigerator, “He’s literally my dad.”

“My mom called him handsome the other day when he picked you up from cheer,” Kat, Josie’s best friend, cuts in.

You can practically hear Josie roll her eyes, “Your mom? Seriously?”

“She’s right, though,” April cuts in, “And, have you seen the way he treats Mrs. Cameron? Josie, I’d die if a man ever looked at me the way your dad looks at your mom.”

“You guys,” Josie groans, her voice muffled by the food she’s eating, “He’s always acted like that around her. It’s gross.”

You snort, but immediately smack your hand over your mouth to cover it. The girls don’t seem to notice; too wrapped up in their conversation.

“I’m just saying,” Kat continues, “I saw him mowing the lawn the other day without a shirt on—”

“Really?” April gasps.

“Stop!” Josie exclaims, listening to both the girls giggle.

“Shut up, Jo,” Kat shakes her head, “I saw you looking at Margo’s older brother at practice yesterday.”

“The football coach?” April asks.

Josie rolls her eyes, “That’s different.”

“Not really. He’s twenty-six.”

“Okay,” she mutters, “My dad’s older than that. And, he’s my dad. And, I was just looking.”

“Well,” Kat shrugs, “I was just looking at your dad, then.”

April cuts in, “Can’t blame her, Jo. Especially with the scruff and the—”

The girls all freeze when the garage door opens, and you snicker when they erupt in whispers and giggles. Oblivious to it all, you picture Rafe making his way into the kitchen, tossing the mail and his keys onto the counter before he spots the girls.

“Hey, ladies,” he greets casually, “What are you guys up to?”

As predicted, Kat and April go completely silent. Josie scoffs, which you hear, then turns to Rafe.

“Just talking, Dad,” she replies.

“Alright, I get it, I’ll go,” Rafe says, then adds, “Hey, are you guys sure you don’t just want to spend New Year’s Eve here? We’re going to order pizza and have champagne at midnight and—”

“We’re fine,” Josie interrupts, “Thanks.”

“Um—” April starts to object, but Josie silences her.

“We’re fine.”

“I just heard the parties are gonna be lame,” Rafe continues, and you shake your head at his lame attempt to keep Josie home, where he knows she’s safe.

Josie snorts, “Goodbye, Dad.”

“Alright,” Rafe grunts, “Has your mom eaten, Jo?”

Kat lets out a small ‘aw’, earning a glare from Josie and a small chuckle from you.

“I don’t know.”

Rafe nods, “Okay. Have fun, girls.”

They all give him random, quiet replies, and when Rafe rounds the corner and spots you pressed against the wall, his brows furrow.

“Sweetheart, what are you—”

“Shh,” you hiss, grabbing him and yanking him away from the kitchen, “Don’t give me away.”

His eyes widen, “Are you eavesdropping on our daughter?”

“Of course I am,” you whisper, “Don’t act like you’re all high and mighty.”

He snickers, “Okay, fair. What were they talking about?”

You bite your lip as you look up at him, and when he presses his body even further into yours, you seem to lose all train of thought. Seeing this, Rafe smirks and cups your chin in his palm, angling you up to look at him.

“Nothing,” you lie, “Just being girls.”

“Mhm,” he hums, clearly not believing you, but taking it in a different direction, “Are they talking about tonight? Is she scheming?”

You shake your head, knowing how worried he is about both of the kids tonight. He seems to relax at this, and you pull him closer instinctively.

“She’s gonna be fine, Rafe, she’s a good kid. They both are.”

He nods slowly, “I know, I know. It’s not her I don’t trust.”

You nod in understanding, and in order to lighten him up, you start to tease him.

“What makes you think Josie’s the only kid who might be scheming, huh?” you laugh.

“Connor doesn’t lie,” Rafe replies, confident, “He can’t. Especially to you.”

Your heart tugs at Rafe’s confession, because you know it’s true. You just don’t like to admit it, because you’re afraid it will embarrass Connor. He’s never been a good liar, mostly because of his strong moral compass. But, with you, he always cracks.

Your lips form a pout as you grab a fistful of Rafe’s shirt, suddenly dying for him to be even closer; completely pressed against you.

“He’s like his dad in that way,” you practically whisper.

Rafe sucks in a deep, unsteady breath, then slowly nods his head. His eyes never leave yours, and all of the sudden, you know exactly what his plans are for the remainder of the night — when the two of you are left alone to ring in the new year.

“Yes, he is,” Rafe replies, his voice low, “I’ve never been able to fool you, have I, baby?”

“No,” you grin, “Besides all those years you were in love with me.”

He laughs then, and it’s a big, wide smile. The sound gives the two of you away, and just as Rafe leans in to kiss you, Josie rounds the corner with April and Kat peeking behind her.

“Oh, my God,” she groans, rolling her eyes at the way Rafe has you pressed against the wall, clearly about to kiss you, “You guys are—-”

“Careful, princess,” Rafe lectures, “Do you want me to put those shelves up in your room? Because if so—”

“Fine, I won’t say anything,” she grumbles.

You turn and look over at your daughter, who has her arms crossed and eyes rolled. Kat and April, on the other hand, drop their eyes when you look at them, but you can see how bashful they are. Kat steals another glance, eyeing the way Rafe’s eyes never leave your face. Not even for a second.

You look back up at Rafe and silently tell him that the moment has passed, which only makes him smirk wider. Then, he drops his hand from your chin and places it on your back, tugging you into him while he turns to talk to the girls.

“What time are you guys heading out?” he asks.

“We’re going to Kat’s first,” Josie answers, “In, like, an hour.”

“What does like an hour mean?” Rafe teases her.

Josie’s eyes roll, and you have half a mind to tell her they might get stuck like that if she continues. Instead of acknowledging Rafe, Josie turns back to her friends, who both stand up straight, as if she’s caught them staring at her dad.

“Let’s just go now,” she tells them, then turns back to the two of you, “Can one of you drive us?”

Rafe grins widely, and you know exactly what he’s going to say before he says it.

“We both can.”

Josie sighs, “Great. I’ll go get my stuff.”

Kat and April follow Josie to the stairs, and once the girls are gone, Rafe looks to you. Still pressed against the wall; still silently begging to be kissed.

“That okay?” he asks quietly.

“Yes.”

“Good,” he smiles, “I’m selfish, but I don’t care. I want you close to me.”

You chuckle, “Well, that’s good. I wouldn’t want the most handsome dad at cheer pickup to not be close to me.”

He furrows his brows, staring down at you in confusion. When you laugh, clearly in on a joke that he doesn’t recognize, he questions you.

“Am I missing something?”

“No, no,” you tease, “Not a thing. You’re just sexy, that’s all.”

He shakes his head, resigning to not understanding. As if unable to control himself, he pecks your cheek, drawing back only an inch to speak.

“Only when I’m standing next to you,” he whispers.

You’re unable to reply, because he presses his lips on yours before you can. His hands wander down your back, and just as he grabs hold of your ass, Josie’s bedroom door opens again. Her voice is hushed, but you can still make out the words she says to the girls before they start down the stairs.

“Don’t tell my parents,” she whispers.

You exchange a look with Rafe, raising both your brows in suspicion. His face falls as he looks over to the bottom of the stairs, practically begging her to come down and say she was just messing with them.

“Josie, they’re cool.”

“Kat, they’ll lecture,” she hisses.

“Whatever,” Kat mutters, “Let’s just go.”

The three descend down the stairs, and Rafe pushes off of you when he sees her. She has a backpack over her shoulder, her hair has been brushed, and she changed her jeans. He takes this in and gives her a small smile, then steps toward the girls.

“Hey, princess,” he says, and only you can detect the emotion in his voice, “Ready to go?”

Josie nods once, “Yep.”

Rafe glances back at you, as if asking what his move should be. You nod your head, telling him that it’s okay, and he reluctantly agrees.

“Okay,” he says, “Let’s go.”

The girls file in the car one by one, all of them watching as Rafe opens the passenger door for you and gives you a kiss once he’s inside. As he drives, the girls whisper back and forth in the backseat, while Rafe grips your hand as if his life depends on it.

Oddly enough, you feel at peace with Josie wanting to go to a party with her friends. You trust that you’ve given her all of the tools she needs, that she knows she can call you if she gets into trouble, regardless of what she tells her friends. You know her unwillingness to share information about her night with you and Rafe is natural; even if it’s driving Rafe slowly insane. His jaw is clenched and his hand is tight around the steering wheel, turning his knuckles white. You squeeze his hand and earn his eyes, giving him a small, encouraging smile.

“It’s okay,” you whisper.

He nods, but it’s unconvincing.

When he pulls into Kat’s driveway, the girls thank you for the ride as they file out of the car. You expect to remain inside, but when Rafe hops out, you look to see what he’s doing. Josie stands with her bag over her shoulder, watching as Rafe calls her back to him. You can hear his words to her only because he’d rolled his window down, and you wonder if he did that for you intentionally.

“Be careful tonight, princess,” he practically begs, taking her hand, “You can call me or your mom if you need anything. I know you know that.”

Josie nods impatiently, “I know, Dad.”

She tries to pull away, but Rafe pulls her back and forces her to look up at him.

“Hey,” he says softly, “I’m serious. I’m not trying to lecture you, Jo. You’re my girl, and I worry about you.”

Josie’s eyes soften, and Rafe practically melts when she steps closer to him.

“I’ll be okay, Dad. I’ll call you if I need you.”

Her words seem to calm him, and before he can help himself, he pulls her in for a hug.

“I love you so much,” Rafe tells her.

“Dad,” she groans.

You laugh, watching as she pulls away from him. He lets her go after a minute, then waves to Kat and April, who are waiting further up the driveway. To your surprise, Josie ducks her head into the car and gives you a smile.

“See you tomorrow, Mom,” she says.

“Okay, honey. Have fun,” you reply, “Love you.”

She looks between you and Rafe, “Love you both, too.”

You smile and wave, watching as she walks away from both of you. Rafe climbs back in the car and sighs, tossing his head back against the headrest.

“I think that’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do,” he mumbles, “Letting her go like that. Should we drive by Matt’s and check on Connor?”

“Rafe,” you laugh, “He’s fine. They both are.”

“But, she said—”

“I know,” you stop him, taking his hand, “It’s natural for her to not want to tell us every detail of her plans. But, like you said, we trust her.”

Slowly, he nods, then squeezes your hand, “Okay, you’re right. She’ll be okay. Maybe we could just call Connor. Check on him.”

“Stop,” you shake your head, “Let’s let him be.”

Rafe puffs out his cheeks, then agrees and shifts gears, putting the car in reverse.

“I guess my only choice is to take you home and love on you,” he teases, kissing your cheek before looking over his shoulder, backing out of the driveway.

“I guess,” you smile.

Even though you tell Rafe to leave Connor be, a part of you just needs to hear from him. As Rafe drives, you pull out your phone and text him, deciding that one little message won’t disturb his fun.

Just thinking of you. Hope you’re having fun. Love you. Xoxo.

Connor’s reply comes only a few minutes later, and it makes you smile.

Love you, too, Mom. See you tomorrow around noon. Is that okay?

You type back that that’s fine, and promise to see him then. Rafe tangles his hand in yours again, and you lean into him as the comfortable silence takes over the car.

When you get back to the house, you and Rafe both collapse on the couch. He quickly pulls you on top of him and starts scratching your back, which relaxes you completely. You bury your face in his neck and kiss his skin, which brings a hum from his lips. When your hand comes up to stroke his cheek, you run your fingers across the scruff on his jawline, and you’re reminded of what the girls said earlier.

“I know,” Rafe says quietly, “I’ll shave tomorrow.”

You grin into his neck, “Don’t.”

“Huh?”

You laugh, and feel him shift his head down to look at you. You pull back and look at him, getting lost in the sea of blue you love so much.

“The girls were talking about how hot you are earlier,” you tell him, “How you mow the lawn without a shirt, and how you have this scruff. And, apparently, Kat’s mom said you’re handsome.”

He scoffs, “Oh, my God.”

“I know,” you laugh, “I’m pretty lucky to be married to such a hot dad.”

“You are,” he teases, “And, I’m lucky to have such a sexy wife.”

“You are,” you repeat, grinning like a fool.

He chuckles and kisses you, then smiles when you lay your head back down on him again. With two teenagers in the house, you find it difficult to spend time like this with Rafe, and you want to soak it in when you can.

“Remember our first New Year’s Eve together?” he asks.

“Yeah. We were really drunk.”

He laughs, “We were. I was so in love with you then. I didn’t think it was possible for me to love you more.”

You pull back and raise a brow, watching the smile on his lips grow wider.

“But?” you question.

“But,” he smiles, “I do. I love you so fucking much it hurts.”

You grin, “You’re such a softie.”

Rafe shakes his head at you, then kisses your forehead. You pucker your lips in request for a kiss, which he gives you.

“Want me to order food? Get you a drink?”

“Yes, please,” you reply.

He kisses you one more time before easing you up, setting you back down on the couch. He grabs his phone and calls in your food while he pours drinks in the kitchen, then returns with a flute of champagne for both of you.

“Okay, sweetheart,” he declares, offering you the drink, “Will you please be my New Year’s kiss?”

You laugh, “I’d love to be your New Year’s kiss.”

He grins and hands you the drink, then leans down and kisses you. You sit up and he sits down beside you, wrapping his arm around the back of the couch behind you.

“Thanks,” he says cheekily.

“You’re welcome,” you reply, “I love you so much, Rafe Cameron.”

“I love you, too, baby.”

He kisses your temple, and you both sip your drinks and listen to the music Rafe turns on. You chat about Kelce and Maddie, their kids, Topper, and what your respective parents are doing to ring in the new year.

It isn’t until you drain the last drop of champagne from your flute and Rafe follows quickly behind, that he stands to get refills. He takes a few steps, then turns around and looks at you, then at his phone.

“Maybe I should call her,” he says.

You shake your head, “Rafe.”

“Fine,” he sighs, “What would I do without you, sweetheart?”

You smile as he walks out of the room and to the kitchen, silently wondering that question to yourself. What the hell would you do without Rafe?

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